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Auntie Tea
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Lessons I learned from death: Death comes for everyone. Life is really not that serious. Choose kindness. Community matters. It’s ok to have fun and enjoy life. Give yourself grace, dust yourself off and get back up. You got this 💙
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I am biracial. My mother’s family is from Germany and my dad’s is Mexican but indigenous to North America. I am educated and that was because of DEI policies. I was raised by my Mexican grandmother and family. I am who I am today because of their love #mexicansareamericans
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thinking of one of abraham lincoln's great quotes this morning:

"As I would not be a slave, so I would not be a master. This expresses my idea of democracy. Whatever differs from this, to the extent of the difference, is no democracy."
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Grateful for every day 💪🏻🩷
Each day is different but I’m so grateful I got today.
I was just writing some free flowing thoughts here and I didn’t notice the autocorrects… thanks ai for changing the word I wrote with a different not even close to the meaning 😂
I studied economics and have a degree in it but I gave up that path because I predicted a lot of what is happening today and scared about its consequence. I went and lived my life and honestly I’m glad I did it when I could. A long life is never guaranteed and apparently rights aren’t either
For what do we get? We have literal weirdo geek psychopaths who have a lot of money who are ruining everything for everyone. Because deep down they know no matter how much money or power they have they are still that weirdo no one wants to be or be with. So they team up with the bully…
I feel like I have constantly been hit by personal loss after personal loss and I’m like a sailor who survived a hurricane and made it to shore but then only to find out everyone is fighting and making it worse for each other… and for what?
But then I thought about my life and how I was pushing this mask of “I’m going to make it happen”… and I did until everything falls apart. Because when life is built on that mask is not sustainable. Plus all this chaos and pandemics and economic crisis has constantly been a wave after wave of hits.
I saw what fame did to so many of the up and coming stars but also how the stars of the past were cast aside for something new. As if suddenly a triple threat can’t act. True talent pushed to the and for a new and petty act. That bitter resentment. I wondered if it’s possible to be happy famous?
To be honest I always did and didn’t want to be popular. I liked the external validation. But also I saw that everyone’s eyes were on and just because you have someone’s attention doesn’t mean it’s good.
For me what’s hard is I have just one little voice. And over time I kept using it and using it to alert people to a problem. But no one around me takes me serious… until it happens 🤷🏻‍♀️ exactly how I said or worse. Why do some voices matter more than others?
I get that we’re a mess America. And we like to blame everyone but ourselves. But can we set some “the bar is in hell” standards? Like if you want kindness and respect, you need to be kind and respectful? Why are so many ppl so resistant to being kind? Especially since we’re all suffering?
This country’s past bottled up hatred is so much so that they wish death on someone who’s literal message was about being kind to everyone and an esteemed member of a church 😅 come on guys 😅

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'Could we... speak to one another with respect?': Right Rev. Budde responds to Trump
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We can bail everyone out but fuck the students 🙄 like ok let’s keep giving our money to billionaires or forgetting countries because that’s working so well but fuck the educated millennials

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Rep. Hayes Claps Back at MAGA Critic Over Student Loan Reform
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I think I see the beauty in life because I know and see it for how fragile it really is. It’s why I like to go for walks. I notice the things that are similar and different… oddly somehow things are both always there and slowly fading at the same time. The mountains still stand but for how long?
I get so confused by this life. Why do so many ppl want each other to suffer? And for what? To meet your maker? Question is when it’s your turn to bat how do you want to go down? Personally for me I’m just trying to do the best I can and it feels impossible.